Building Good Karma

I'm not entirely sure that I believe in Karma, but I don't NOT believe.

Today was a busy day but a wonderful one.

I did my usual morning routine ( Voice lesson, weight watcher meeting ) then I went home and rested.

I had a party to attend at my parents house. They have a lot of friends from the company my step-dad worked for in my youth and the "gang" was coming over as some were in from out of town. It was so wonderful to see them all. Helen, Joe, Jennie, Hank, Terry, Jack, Debbie, Reg, Renata and some others. They are such wonderful folks and it was such a rare blessing and treat to be able to spend some time with them today before my concert.

As I was dressing for my parents house and prepping my "uniform" for my concert later that evening, I was reviewing some friendships that I have had in my life. One keeps coming under review over the past 4 years. Every time I put it away, it comes back.

This is one my dearest friends, Elle. We were as close as the sisters we never had. At times I think we used to be too close and it caused a lot of tension and stress. We weren't good in bad situations and it brought the absolute worst in us out. I think that when we decided to not continue the friendship though, it actually went peacefully. We have seen each other since then a handful of times and things have been good between us. But something was wrong.

Today I decided that in my latest review one of the thins holding me back was someone else's opinion. And I put that opinion aside since that person no longer gets to the call the shots in my life. and I picked up the phone ( or the headset as I was in the car) and called Elle. I had been missing their daughter Betty for some time and the family as a whole. I am so unbelievably glad that I did this. We had a wonderful talk. Like no time had passed. They are coming to my church ( Our church actually) for Christmas eve which makes me even more thrilled. We talked for the entire 30 minute trip tp my mom's house. At the end as I was pulling into my mom's drive way I was talking to Betty.

"I love you - I miss you - will I see you for Christmas?"

"You sure will - at church on Christmas eve. Where I met you for the first time when you are 4. I love you too and can't wait to see you for Christmas" I said.

Then we hung up. I sat in the car for a minute - knowing that I am about to walk into an emotional but happy scene. I started to disolve in tears. I really had missed them.

And they had missed me too.